Chapter 896

Margaret, busy in the room with Dalton, noticed the sound of someone at the door. She knocked

softly on the closet door. “Ms. Jent, Mrs. Jardin is back,” she announced quietly.

Madelyn, alerted by Margaret’s gentle warning, quickly got up, tucked her cellphone into the box,

and hid it back in its secret spot. Zach, overhearing the faint murmur of voices, gently opened the

door and stepped inside. He scanned the room carefully but did not immediately see Madelyn.

Margaret feigned surprise and said, “Oh! Ms. Jent is right in the walk-in closet, trying to pick out

some clothes. She mentioned wanting to mix up her wardrobe with something new and lively.”

Zach did not question Margaret’s made-up story. He valued her support for Madelyn and did not

think it was right to scold her. As he opened the closet door, he saw Madelyn stepping out,

holding onto some old pajamas. However, it wasn’t the pajamas that grabbed Zach’s notice; it was

Madelyn’s eyes, red and swollen from crying. Concerned, he reached out, asking, “Have you been

crying?”

pulling back from his hand, worried he might see the truth in her

said, trying to sound calm, “just a bug flew in my eye.”

see,” Zach said, moving closer with a worried

I’m okay now,” trying to put space between

around and eventually reached Madelyn’s feet. She glanced

the hem of her pants and pulled himself up, his

babbled, reaching out for her. Despite her initial

in; she picked up Dalton and carried him away from the

room, Zach turned to face

enough to make Margaret feel

“Mr. Jardin, please, that’s a very

to add, “Ms. Jent tends to keep to herself. She just came in a little while ago. That’s

all I know.”

Madelyn was feeding Dalton when the doorbell soon rang. As the door swung open, a

stepped in

especially with a

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as she continued, “Mr. Jardin has handpicked our latest collection for you. Please take a look at these pieces and let us know your thoughts. Should they

Margaret stirred the pot of sweet fruit soup, she could not shake a feeling of worry-her harmless little white lie had

Margaret had concocted for her,

Initially inclined to refuse the delivery, she gave it a second thought.

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